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[zaunite-leo]

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓞𝓯 𝓐 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽

━━━━━━━━━━. ₊☽◯☾₊ .━━━━━━━━━━

From scraps to lavish endeavors, Zaun was well versed in vices; delights which were best suited to be enjoyed far from the minds of the innocent.

Zaun, A city which slipped beneath the crust of Runeterra, shielded from the prudence of its sister city. Piltover. Where the city of invention prided itself on progress, its precursor creativity prospered here, in Zaun. Down to the depths of dark shadows, where the monsters lurked. No, not just lurked but thrived; Stuffed on feasts most extraordinary and vices rampant. Awake in their playground untouched and undisturbed.

Under the table.

Yet one need not be from here to understand there were things not even the strongest of runeterra’s warriors could win a war against. Things no man mortal or beyond were immune to.

One of which was desire.

The other hate, and its rival? sympathy.

All equally strong; able to topple kingdoms and conquer men. For, once one bears their heart to one, it is inevitable to do so to the other.

Only the horribly naive or foolish could believe themselves capable to wage such a violent internal war. It was why so many men slipped down to the undercity once night befell upon the gleaming city. Thinking themselves privy to the culture of those they stepped above. For only the undercity was capable of unmasking eyes from the veil piltover wove.

But such thoughts were too far reaching for the Preoccupied mind of a healer to ponder; at least actively. Though even she, who took the name Mauder under the city’s influence, was a work in progress of such a phenomenon.

Now subjected to the depravity, she managed to find her own ability to thrive. Now revealed, open… fresh like a wound to an unfiltered world.

No longer with the pressure of prudence or arrogance of ‘a better blood’.

Instead to be replaced by a state of unmarred exuberance, that drove forward the unapologetic nature of living in Zaun.

Each clack of cloven hooves on the cobblestone road, drove her ever forward to the beating heart of the Lanes. Like countless others before her, she too was drawn in towards The Last Drop.

Though weary, she found herself lingering at the door. A lamb willingly walking herself into the den of a monster most cruel. Even if here was where the worst of them lurked; she had managed to convince herself that he wasn’t going to step too far from his throne. Little did she know, neither The Eye of Zaun nor the philosophy of the ‘Zaunite’ mentality was the worst of her worries tonight. For tonight, something even more sinister lurked, right behind the doors she was currently lingering before.

Gathering her courage in a single breath, she stepped forward. Finally approaching the bouncers flanking either side of the entrance to the lively club.

Draped in a thick cloak of silks, the figure straightened herself as she neared. Her footing, although cautious, seemed to emit a sharp sound with each step; despite the obvious trepidation she approached with. Dark blacks and blues melted into white, as stitched stars fell from the hood; which bore at the crest of it, a crown of nine four pointed stars attached at both pointed sides.

Punctured by a large pin, the fabric fell over her left shoulder and cascaded over her lithe frame beneath. Swallowing whatever silhouette lay beneath its shroud of the blackened sky.

Stopping in front of them, Mauder took either side of the hood in hand to pull the hood away from her nose and over the hook of a single bowed horn. Glowing orbs of colorless eyes filtered behind black painted erupted light over the soft lines of her features and the bridge of a feminine nose. Whatever features were left untouched by the pulse of the neon symbol above them, was now set alight as she stole a glance between both imposing figures.

Without a word exchanged she was looked over,a few times from both men. The bouncers who did not offer their name shared a look and eventually turned to step aside. Granting her access. The right one, a pale man with a neck as wide as her thigh, and a dome as clean shaven as a newborn rat opened the door for her as he stepped aside with a gruff grunt. Opening the gate to a world she had yet to witness -at least from the view of the audience-.

As she stepped through the threshold, it felt as though she was stepping through some sort of portal. To a new world hidden beneath the shadows of the Promenade. The overwhelming force of so much stimuli swarmed her senses, disorienting, nauseating and… utterly glorious. It was almost toppling with its intensity. The weight of the bar’s atmosphere felt heavy enough to swim through, the air far worse than that outside. She could barely make out one of the countless drugs responsible for such density; As it all accumulated above the heads of the sea of people, whose shapes were lost in the glint of flashing light. The bass of the music drowned out the words of the song as it pulsed through her and rattled every bone. The sound echoing inside of her ribcage unapologetically in its intensity. like a bird trying to flutter free from its cage, rude and refusing to be ignored.

A little lamb walking, willingly into the den of the worst beast of all:

Man.

Welcome to the playground.

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@saviourofzaun

[arcanacards]

working a double but at least i have my sekai playlist playing. it's C R 詠 Z Y slow today

[beloved-martyr]

the gap; shifting mediums of yearning, yearning for the lines unknown. aching to break from the restrains. beauty undefined; beauty untamed. the in-between

straining the bonds of because, opening the page of why. do you hear the call? the call to question, to discover, to create. fallen light of musical reign, star beloved; a glowing image of the space within. the in-between.

[zencushion]

today i decided to restart my acnh island... i've been feeling discouraged for awhile & thought a fresh start would be best. i plan to complete my next island without terraforming!! looking forward to taking all of you along for the journey ੈ✩‧₊˚

[beartote]

school out in 4 weeks !

[9society]

　 　 　 　˚　 　 　𓏸 ॱ 𓈒 　 　🌸　 　𓂋

[bootlcg-a]

✭.

RANDOM HEADCANONS. // ALWAYS ACCEPTING.

❧ i’ve currently got two mastermind au ideas in my head, both from the twin!verse:

v1) remnant chika becomes obsessed with izuru because of his ties to chiaki and does her best to follow him around. whether she successfully keeps up with him or not, they meet again on the boat to jabberwock island and ‘collaborate’ on his virus plan.

v2) non-remnant but despair-infected future foundation member chika takes matters into her own hands and corrupts the neo world program herself to get revenge on the ultimate despair, who she believes were responsible for chiaki’s death, not realising they were uninvolved. if possible, she enters herself into the program to witness their killing game, secretly giving herself observer status for protection.

the first depends on her knowing about hajime and izuru, and second ditches the canon almost entirely, but hey! - that’s why they’re called au’s.

[arcanacards]

I love casually getting free milkshakes from work. today's was birthday cake!

[arcanacards]

i finally got a new job. i have been trying for months, maybe a year now. i am so happy

[arcanacards]

another happy birthday madoka kaname...

[arcanacards]

i love you revue starlight.

[arcanacards]

hiiii .

[arcanacards]

it's been a few years since then but I've thought of remaking [again.] hopefully for the last time but, i'm really not so sure rn

[arcanacards]

sorta bedrotted for a week. whoopsies. hi

[arcanacards]

btw stream rekka stream ultra c

[arcanacards]

friends moving blogs sounds so good right now but i also don't think i have it in me to